~ As They Billow ~

Soft cool rains fall clear-crystal and alabaster sands are patiently... broken down, by the merry hands of the wind, time. The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, hope-promenades-about love enchants them sings them a tender song, grace... delights... . Wild horses run boldly as-one across gentle, vibrantly-swaying fragrant-meadows joyous hound-dogs howl, dueling fiddles have been told to revive, new-babies, they cry majestic loons as-they-are sail together on- golden ponds... . True divinity freedom cries is not a farce. White clouds puff up billow in glorious efforts to greet their provision the open welcome of purple Heavens, knowing-full-and-well, of all this... quietly, reminding... . Author notes ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ....... ...... ..... .... ... .. . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AscPOozwYA8